[it's with an almost ethereal glow that the air seems to tear itself apart, a black void molding itself into a polygonal shape, jagged and sharp and intangible.
and it's with a rather unsightly yell that tumbles out of that void, bundled up in that coat and scarf as he is.
long time no seeee.fallintomyliesJuly 19 2011, 04:11:37 UTC
[luck indeed. such a thing would be.. quite difficult to explain had Cross been in the company of another person (like, say, a woman).
well, his landing is less comfortable than he'd planned, but not altogether unpleasant.
he shakes his head briefly as the door stitches itself back up above them. when he finally props himself up and registers who he's managed to make a landing pad out of... he smiles. almost gentle. but mostly mischievous. he lifts a finger and holds it to his lips, making a shushing sound.]
[ what do you mean there's no thirteen. fuck the police, someone forgot to list IN TOTALLY AWESOME ROLEPURRLAY OUTFITS as a selection, so thirteen has to be a thing.
boy did it ever take quite a bit of arguing to convince equius that this cat outfit wasn't really meant for FLARPing of any sort, but that is a story best saved for another time, in another place. ]
AC has left her den in search of her furriend the mighty dragon, her cubs old enough to fend for themselves-at least tempurrarily.
[ How long had it been? Months? Years? It felt like so much longer than that, since they went on their separate paths. But finally, finally Bel was going to see him again, and she felt nervous and giddy all at the same time.
She sits in a cafe nervously, wearing a slightly different outfit than usual as she sits there and waits for his arrival. Would they even recognize each other...? ]
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and it's with a rather unsightly yell that tumbles out of that void, bundled up in that coat and scarf as he is.
he's hoping he aimed for the bed well enough.]
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The bit of glow above him gave Cross a spit second to act but unfortunately for the man that second was a second too late.
Hello Neah Walker, you just landed on Cross Marian and his bed.]
What the hell?
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well, his landing is less comfortable than he'd planned, but not altogether unpleasant.
he shakes his head briefly as the door stitches itself back up above them. when he finally props himself up and registers who he's managed to make a landing pad out of... he smiles. almost gentle. but mostly mischievous. he lifts a finger and holds it to his lips, making a shushing sound.]
Hush, Marian. They'll hear us.
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boy did it ever take quite a bit of arguing to convince equius that this cat outfit wasn't really meant for FLARPing of any sort, but that is a story best saved for another time, in another place. ]
AC has left her den in search of her furriend the mighty dragon, her cubs old enough to fend for themselves-at least tempurrarily.
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Uh....So....You know how Z-one isn't dead...but we are...
[Where is he going with this even.]
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which way do you wanna play this ]
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She sits in a cafe nervously, wearing a slightly different outfit than usual as she sits there and waits for his arrival. Would they even recognize each other...? ]
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Heya, Bel.
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